Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 401 Died on the Mountain
The Ghostly Flower is extremely rare, and its value naturally far exceeds that of Han Youzhi's magical artifact.

For a moment, Pei Xia wanted Han Youzhi to exchange the magic artifacts for the magic artifacts, so that the extra parts could be used to help him purchase other necessary supplies.

But after thinking about it, since it's a gift, I'll let Han Youzhi decide for herself.

Old Han was bewildered.

She looked at the Ghost Flower in her hand, her expression revealing a peculiar, bizarre look.

"Put it away," Pei Xia helped her close her hands. "I have something important to tell you."

Han Youzhi then came to her senses. Her cheeks were as red as if they were dripping blood, and her eyes were awkward and blank.

But she seemed a little unaware of this, and continued to respond calmly, "Oh, go ahead."

"Regarding coming to Qinzhou, you...you don't have to rush. You're the only one I can contact right now. There are some things I need you to handle for me in another state."

Pei Xia didn't immediately dismiss Han Youzhi's idea of ​​coming to Qinzhou. The woman spoke so matter-of-factly, and she felt it wouldn't be so easy to persuade her.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Han Youzhi's eyes cleared up considerably.

Perhaps due to modern people's disbelief in superstitions and their profound understanding of ancient cultivation methods, Pei Xia actually has many unique interpretations of Qinzhou's so-called "soul-severing" practices.

However, these understandings require time and resources to verify; one cannot become an expert overnight.

After thinking for a moment, Pei Xia decided to start with the basics: "Spirit seeds, I need some spirit plant seeds. First, the seeds needed to refine Yangchun Pill, and second, the seeds needed to refine Yangling Pill and Jinyuan Pill. You can ask Li Zi about the specific types when you get back; she knows them."

Han Youzhi nodded repeatedly, muttering, "Yangchun Pill, Yangling Pill, Jinyuan Pill..."

These are all pills that restore spiritual power.

Yangchun Dan is the core demand, which goes without saying.

Although Pei Xia doesn't need the Nourishing Spirit Pill, it is still a rare and precious tonic for cultivators in Qinzhou, especially those at lower levels.

In the future, when training cultivators in Jiangcheng Mountain, Pei Xia can't possibly let his disciples eat people, can he? If they want proper nutrition, the amount of food they need would be too large.

As for the Golden Essence Pill, firstly, the materials are rare and hard to come by; secondly, even if Pei Xia had the materials and was in good condition, with his cultivation level as a Master Su, he might not be able to refine it without the help of the Calamity Pig. So, it's just something to keep Han Youzhi in mind.

Now that we've taken spiritual plant materials into consideration, we also need to prepare the corresponding alchemy furnace.

However, Han Youzhi and Yuqiong are too young to fit the furnace. Let's wait for Pei Xia to go to Qiongxiao Yuyu to find it herself.

Old Han made sure he remembered it clearly, then looked up again: "Is there anything else?"

Pills are the most important resource at present, and Han Youzhi's two hundred or so Yangchun Pills have already solved the immediate problem.

Pei Xia thought for a moment and then shook her head: "That's all for now. Planting spiritual plants in Qinzhou may not be successful, so let's avoid wasting our efforts."

Pei Xia wanted to say goodbye to Lao Han properly, but the spiritual power of the twelve pills had been completely exhausted.

Thinking of her back as she waited anxiously all this time, Pei Xia could only use the last bit of time he had left to make a promise with her: every three nights at midnight, no matter how long or short, he would definitely meet her under the gate.

This is a way of letting people know that I'm safe.

With her spiritual energy exhausted, Pei Xia opened her eyes again and returned to the quiet room in her palace.

The three wooden boxes were still in front of him, one of the medicine bottles was empty.

Pei Xia took another bottle of pills with her for future use, and put the rest back into the jade pendant.

Stepping out of the quiet room, Feng Yao, who had been on guard the entire time, stood outside the door.

The brain worm and Pei Xia are connected. Although it's not mind-reading, it can vaguely sense that Pei Xia's emotions are stable, which means something good must be happening.

Pei Xia didn't hide it; he rarely laughed so heartily since arriving in Qinzhou: "Let's go out for a stroll."

There's not much to see, really. Pei Xia has already surveyed all the areas on the mountain in just over a month.

The sect's buildings were only started today, and there's not much progress yet.

After looking around and not seeing Zhou Tian, ​​Pei Xia remembered that he had said he was going down the mountain for a walk that morning, so he probably hadn't come back yet.

Meanwhile, Ma Shilin, taking advantage of the opening of the shipping industry these days, sent people to the mountain again.

There were even more people this time than last time, more than a dozen people gathered at the mountain gate, looking around.

Most of these were ordinary people who made a living as ship captains and had some skills to rely on, such as being able to do arithmetic or weave cloth.

These people aren't really useful in the mountains, but they're at least normal people, much easier to manage than refugees.

To Pei Xia's surprise, there was also a pharmacist and two cultivators specializing in alchemy among them. Pharmacists were definitely the most sought-after talents in Qin Prefecture.

The two foreman were named Cao Hua and Guo Gai. Cao Hua was older, while Guo Gai looked to be under twenty.

Neither of them had high cultivation levels; Cao Hua was a mid-grade copper-skin level cultivator, while Guo Gai had just entered the profession.

What's remarkable is that the two of them were very well-behaved once they got up the mountain. Pei Xia stayed in the quiet room and didn't want to be disturbed, so they waited with the others at the mountain gate.

Obedience and understanding are the qualities most needed in Jiangcheng Mountain right now. The small team doesn't have clear rules... no, sect laws yet. If someone causes trouble at this stage, it will be quite unpleasant.

It's possible that Ma Shilin and Jiang Shu had pre-screened them, or it could simply be out of fear of Jiang Chengshan or Hu Hou's reputation.

In short, it works.

“Perfect timing, you’re both strong. They’re short of workers for building houses up ahead,” Pei Xia patted their shoulders. “Work together to build camaraderie. We’ll be fellow disciples from now on. Go ahead and get busy. I’ll treat you to a welcome dinner tonight.”

He wasn't just randomly slapping them; he used just the right amount of force, making their skin clang and rattle.

The two immediately perked up, readily agreeing and jogging off to help.

The row houses that were built earlier were just enough. These newcomers to the mountain are only sleeping in the hall of Wangjiang Tower for the time being. In order to have their own place to live, they can only build new houses as soon as possible.

Pei Xia glanced at it from afar.

The work was really tough, especially for the bricklayer, who was running around and sweating profusely.

Those carrying bricks and tiles were also covered in dust. I heard that they were still short of wooden beams, and a few strong men were cutting down trees on the back mountain.

Surprisingly, even though they were so tired, no one tried to slack off. Everyone, if not smiling, was serious and their eyes were full of anticipation.

Pei Xia did not do it intentionally, but at this moment she realized that for many people in Qinzhou, "changing their lives through their own efforts" is a very luxurious thing.

The idea that hard work always pays off is a huge fallacy in Qinzhou.

This is not a question of how much reward there is, or even whether there is any reward at all. Most of the time, the Qin people did not have the qualifications or opportunities to "pay" for themselves.

Just like Jiangcheng Mountain today.

If it weren't Pei Xia, but some other warlord's lackey, these Qin people would have been driven up the mountain, forced to do labor, and then made to roll down the mountain or onto the table.

The bustling work continued until nightfall, and it was only after Pei Xia specifically asked Feng Yao to stop it.

He took out cured meat and pickled vegetables from the storeroom and cooked a pot of thick, hot porridge. It was simple but filling, and it was Pei Xia's warmest welcome to his new fellow disciples.

Pei Xia joined them, sitting in the square as the newly recruited disciples drank porridge around a large pot, their eyes filled with curiosity.

After putting down her bowl, Pei Xia called for someone to take the new disciples to Wangjiang Tower to rest, and specially kept Cao Hua and Guo Gai behind.

"Mountain Lord." Cao Hua and Guo Gai dared not get too close, so they knelt on the ground four or five steps apart and kowtowed to Pei Xia.

Pei Xia was not surprised by such a grand gesture; everyone who came up the mountain these days was like that.

"Get up. You don't need to kowtow to me anymore."

Pei Xia walked closer and said, "In a few days, I will teach the disciples on the mountain how to cultivate. Since you started early, you can guide them more."

After saying that, he took out two round Spirit Nourishing Pills from his pocket and tossed them to them.

Guo Gai was too young to recognize this treasure, but Cao Hua's eyes practically popped out of his head.

I caught it in one swift motion, clutching it tightly in my palm, my arm trembling.

The Nourishing Spirit Pill is a top-tier nutritional supplement. He had worked diligently for Jiang Chengshan at the shipyard for ten years before he was even given one as a reward.

And now, I'm just a laborer, moving bricks and mixing mortar, and this is the opportunity I've had?

"What are you standing there for?!" Cao Hua quickly pressed Guo Gai's head down, making the young man kneel on the ground again.

"May the mountain lord bestow many rewards upon us!"

Pei Xia sighed. This habit of kowtowing couldn't be corrected in just one or two tries.

He said with a hint of helplessness, "Although our mountain looks dilapidated, it has a rich history. As long as you work hard, there will be plenty of things like this in the future."

"Yes! Yes!" Cao Hua's face twitched with excitement. "I will definitely die on the mountain!"

Is this a nice thing to say?
(End of this chapter)